I walked into his tour bus, determined to leave him. I’d found out about the baby.

His baby.

Sickened, I fell into his arms, tears streaming down my face and onto his shirt.

I needed him, still.

But I couldn’t stay and watch him give someone else everything I wanted. He kissed me and ran his hand under my skirt.

He told me he loved me.

I told him I loved him but it was over.

Then, I turned and ran off the bus and into the arms of one of the closest people to him.

And he would never forgive me.

We guess it could just as easily have been Baby, Cortez Bryant or Lil Twist, but based on his history as a lover of sloppy seconds, we’re gonna go head and say it seems likely that Drake did in fact get some “superhead” from this publicity seeking slore.